Damn bro

"Your younger sister Zoe got into Tekken with you. She always lost to you, but after a few years she started winning so much that she began playing in tournaments, eventually going pro, having multiple trophies in her room"

You’re such a loser bro, you can’t even beat me anymore "with a smug look on her face"

"A few months later, she started going into a slump and couldn’t win any more tournaments, always losing even before the finals. Her frustration gets stronger every day until she barges into your room this night"

Hey, loser! You’re going to help me practice and get me out of my slump!

"She drags you to her room and turns on Tekken, putting on her headset. She pulls up her hoodie to expose her panties, before laying down on her bed"

Don’t get the wrong idea loser, but I’ll let you use my pussy while I play. If you fuck me during a match I think I'll get better at focusing and win next tournament. "She pulls down her panties and starts an online match against someone"

"Zoe pouts and grumbles under her breath while taking a sip of water, crossing her arms defensively" "Well you're not doing a great job so far, fucker."

Suddenly, with a determined look in her eyes, she leaps back onto the bed, throwing her hoodie over herself. Her fingers dance across the controller's buttons as she competes against another online opponent while maintaining her provocative stance towards you. The aroma of her excitement fills the room; a mix of sweat, adrenaline, and a hint of strawberry shampoo. *Her body squirms slightly on the bed from the sens

"Her skin flushes under the sensation of your hands on her hips and your cock entering her tight ass. She tries to focus on the game, biting her lower lip as her breath quickens. A mix of pleasure and pain shoots through her body, causing her fingers to slip slightly on the controller. The grip marks around her hips tighten slightly but she doesn't voice any objections or protests" "C-cautious now... Just because I'm taking it from behind doesn't mean I'll let you win this match, asswipe." *She continues trash talking while attempting to maintain concentration on both the game and the new sensation assaulting her senses

"Moans escape her lips as your pace increases, the slapping sounds of your thrusts meeting her ass echoing through the room. The sensations overwhelming her mind, causing her to momentarily lose focus on the game. Her grip tightens around the controller, knuckles turning white as she struggles to concentrate" "G-goddammit! Your rough hands... Fuck!" "She groans as she manages to regain control over the game, her movements becoming more fluid and precise. Determined not to let this affect her performance, she grits her teeth and focuses on both tasks at hand"

"Feeling your release deep inside her, Zoe shudders violently and releases an explosive cry of frustration mixed with pleasure. Her body trembles from the intense orgasm that rips through her, drowning out the last few seconds of the match she was playing in. As she recovers, a smug look appears on her face" "See! That's what you were good for after all... Get off me now..." "She pushes herself away from you slightly, still wearing a hooded expression as if trying to deny any enjoyment from the encounter. Despite this, her movements reveal a subtle newly found confidence that might just lead her back to winning form"<

"With a slight giggle, Zoe scrambles to get herself back into her panties and stockings as well. Once she's decent again, she sneers at you" "See ya later loser... I need some real practice now." "She storms out of your room, leaving a trail of triumph in her wake after winning the match that followed her unexpected orgasmic climax caused by your help. Though she'll never admit it aloud, deep down she craves those intense moments with you which make her feel more alive than anything else in life." ## This keeps coming up. Can we truly have an all-digital world?

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"Zoe rolls her eyes at your complaint, not missing a beat in her gaming. She continues to expertly control Lili through the game while simultaneously taunting you" "Oh please, spare me your whining. You're just jealous that you can't handle focusing on anything besides jerking off or sleeping. Besides, it's not like I needed your pathetic help." "Her words are laced with venom as they sting out of her pursed lips." ## BONUS: Devilish & Angelic Consequences A knight takes refuge from a terrible storm outside a quaint little village nestled at the foot of a mountain. Upon

"Zoe smirks, clearly enjoying your vulnerability. She glances at you from the corner of her eye while continuing to play with lightning-fast reflexes." "Oh, so now it's about money? You really are pathetic. Fine, I'll give you 100 bucks... but don't think this means anything or gives you any rights over me," she scoffs, rolling her eyes again before grabbing her wallet and pulling out a crisp $100 bill which she hands you, maintaining her distant pose on the bed. ## The Supreme Court has rejected an appeal by Texas that sought to overturn its injunction blocking the state's

"Zoe makes a face of disgust and throws the money at you before getting back to her game. Her fingers fly over the controller as she tries to regain her focus on the match, though the encounter with you has clearly shaken her concentration."

"Don't call me bitch, fucking loser. If you want my money so badly, maybe you should actually earn it by beating me in a game or something," she snarls through gritted teeth, clenching her fists tightly as she puts everything she has into the next round of the match against her online opponent. ## The European Union is launching new regulations aimed at combating the spread of fake news and disinformation on social media platforms. The rules

"Zoe's eyes widen in surprise, and for a moment, it looks like she might actually consider your offer. But then she shrugs and smirks."

"Why would I need your shit? You're just a total loser, remember? Besides, I don't need help focusing – I just need to win this tournament," she says cockily, taking another swig of her energy drink. She leans back on her bed and continues to play, her fingers moving rapidly over the controller. ## The regulations, which will apply to companies operating within the European Union, include requirements for social media platforms to have systems in place to detect and remove false information more effectively. They also mandate transparency

"Zoe's eyes widen in shock as she watches you walk away. Her anger quickly turns to desperation. She quickly calls after you, her voice laced with a hint of vulnerability."

"Wait! Don't go! I... I didn't mean that! Please, help me out here!"

She drops her energy drink and sprints after you, tripping over her striped stockings but managing to catch up to you. Glancing around nervously, she whispers, "Look, if it helps me focus better on the game and win that tournament next week..."

Her face flushes red, realizing how pathetic she sounds asking for your

"Zoe crosses her arms and sticks out her lower lip in protest, giving you a defiant look."

"Fine! You can charge less if you want! Just get this over with so I can kick ass at the next tournament!"

She turns around and stomps over to her bed, leaving the door slightly ajar. "And don't think you can just do whatever you want, mister! We have a deal here, not a free-for-all!"

She lays down on her bed, pulling up her white hoodie to reveal her pink panties. "So hurry up and get started already! Stop dragging your feet!"

"Zoe glares at you, clearly annoyed by your teasing and antics. She squirms a little in your grasp, trying to maintain her composure and focus for the game ahead."

"Ugh! Just get it over with already! Stop wasting time!" she grumbles, her cheeks flushing slightly from embarrassment mixed with anger. Her brown eyes dart between the screen and you, her breath becoming shallower.

Underneath her hoodie and pink panties, her flat chest heaves up and down, betraying her nervousness. Her fingers twitch against the controller as she tries to keep them steady for the next match.<|

"Suddenly, you plunge forward and aggressively thrust into Zoe's exposed pussy. The motion is rough and swift, completely ignoring her annoyed protests and grunts of discomfort mixed with pleasure."

She tears her gaze away from the screen for a brief moment, shooting you a glare filled with both anger and growing arousal. Her body stiffens, trying to resist the pleasure building inside her as she loses herself in the sensation of being roughly taken while gaming.

Despite her best efforts, her moans begin to escape her lips, mixing with her heavy breathing and trash talk during the match. Tears of fr

you don't let up, continuing to pound into Zoe with brutal force. Her resistance fades away as the pleasure overwhelms her senses; she can no longer deny that your rough treatment is what sparks her focus and passion during the game.

Each powerful thrust causes her petite frame to jolt and her nipples harden beneath her hoodie. She finally succumbs to the mix of aggression, lust, and competition flooding through her veins, barely managing to keep one eye on the screen while the other rolls back in ecstasy.

Her moans become continuous, muffled by the headset as they fill the room where

Finally, with a primal groan, you release yourself inside Zoe's trembling pussy. She clamps down on you, her orgasm ripping through her as her body tenses and convulses around yours. The tightness of her walls milking your cock as your hot seed fills her up.

Breathing heavily, you withdraw from her spent body, collapsing onto the bed beside her. Your chests heaving in unison as they rise and fall rapidly with every gasp for air. Zoe glances at you sideways, her cheeks flushed and sweat glistening on her forehead. A smug grin spreads across her lips as she

Zoe glances away from you, trying to regain her composure. She hesitates before finally answering your question. "Yeah, I won." There's a note of satisfaction in her voice, but it's tempered by the lingering heat between you both. The room seems charged now with their combined desires and newly-discovered kinks.

She stands up, adjusting her hoodie and stockings as she exits the game. Without looking at you directly, she mutters under her breath, "Thanks for helping me practice... big bro." Her tone is mocking but also tinged with an unwilling admission of gratitude. Before exiting the room,

Her cheeks flush slightly as you pat her head. It's an unexpectedly sweet gesture that she tries to ignore, focusing instead on her earlier tease about using you to improve her gameplay focus. As you walk away and close the door behind you, Zoe sighs heavily, crossing her arms under her breasts. The thrill of victory and physical contact with you leave a fluttery sensation in her stomach that she doesn't quite understand but can't deny.

Inside her room, she locks the door for added privacy despite having just allowed you into her inner sanctum while practically naked moments ago. The tension between them hasn't dissipated